morning noon night
they are lost in your light
no will to fight
time was sought
but eyes were caught
items bought
trap their attention
trick the imagination
no need for participation
you claim to enlighten
they don't brighten
their minds you lighten
knowledge is seen
they don't glean
your like chlorine
curtains drawn against the sun
you spew like poison from a witch's cauldron
brains bludgeon
they suck at your nipple
and slowly you cripple
until they are not even a ripple
**extra points to anyone who can guess what song I'm referencing in the title**
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